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Traffic - Some Kinda Woman lyrics
(Winwood/Capaldi) Heats the message that you send One look at you, I'm burning up inside You know that I'd give up anything I can't get enough when you get next to me Oh you, hey, some kinda woman You some kinda woman You cut a notch every time a heart is breaking One time and then you, oh, never let 'em off Once you've fixed your sightsv Oh, I want you, I want to tie you to me Oh, don't hesitate, you got the touch to set me free I'm like a kid standing outside your door You make me feel like never before I feel the heat rising up in my soul I'm burning out of control Oh, break down this heat 'cause what you're doing just makes me weak The way you stand there in your clothes, giving me a look like Edward G. And then you start to shake the place And then you lock on tight to the groove Oh, I want to get it on, looking for the chance to make a move Look into my heart for what you want Saying that you will and then you won't Look into my heart for what you want Saying that you do and then you don't ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1994 FS Music Ltd./Freedom Songs Ltd. (PRS) All rights administered by Warner Tamerlane Publishing Corp.) |
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